Shawn's POV:

The ceremony was about to begin. I was dressed expensively and looked over at the busy werewolves. I was in a great mood. The feeling of power and status exhilarated me.

While I crossed my legs and hummed a song, Mateo appeared in clothes that looked more exquisite and luxurious than mine. He swaggered towards me, surrounded by his several attendants.

My heart sank instantly. This old man was just a Gamma, but today he looked and acted like he was much more than that. People who came to this event clueless might even think that he was the one who was taking the Alpha position.

"Stop slouching." Mateo looked at me in disdain.

I got up and stood up straight.

"Good day."

that." Mateo patted me on the shoulder. "You must remember that we werewolves have to value our origins and be grateful for the help. Never forget who helped keep our pack alive and prosperous, and of course who gave you the chance to become an Alpha today." There was a lot of meaning

my heart was disgusted. The Alpha position was

playing any tricks. I am watching you." Mateo

keeping this scene as harmonious as

I couldn't hold in my anger anymore and kicked

not take me seriously. If that was what he thought, then I would show him that this "puppet" could fight back too At

and huffed in annoyance,

Sylvia," he reported to me in a

I said excitedly. "Now strip Sylvia naked and leave her

would not only give him a good impression of me, but that damn she-wolf would

with me. "You idiot! Why would I give the prince a used gift? Do you want to die?" I slapped the back of his head. Although, I had to admit I was a little worried. What if the prince did to Sylvia what he did to that slave gir before and tortured her to death? If that happened, then I wouldn't be

The subordinate gently tapped my arm, jolting

entrance of the banquet hall. He wore a silver suit, most likely customized to fit him

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